We kissed each other, long and deep, while my legs opened like the covers of a book.

Ni muer ni viu ni no guaris, Ni mal no·m sent e si l’ai gran, Quar de s’amor no suy devis, Ni no sai si ja n’aurai ni quan, Qu’en lieys es tota le mercés Que·m pot sorzer o decazer.” “Not dying nor living nor healing, there is no pain in my sickness, for I am not kept from her love. I don’t know if I will ever have it, for all the mercy that makes me flourish or decay is in her power.

Desire urges me on as fear bridles me" Bruno.

In this room we understand why this war might be fought...it's about our common belief that no one has the right to tell two creatures that they cannot love each other--no matter what their species.

You do angry. I just saw it. And you left at least one hole in my carpet to prove it.

It begins with absence and desire. It begins with blood and fear. It begins with a discovery of witches.

Se Souvenir du passe, et qu'il ya un avenir: Remember the past, and that there is a future.